Conversation
Is complicating
My medication
So dated and I just can't keep up
My fascination
Your contemplating
My new temptation
Feel you breathing in my lungs
Hold that thought
You're like me
I think we
Can agree
That we're both messed up
Make it quick
Make it clean
Trace the hurt back to me
I'll be your paper cut
I'm fixated
And faded
My pain is dedicated
Head and heart are separated
In my hand
Restless and wired
Don't you get tired of
Feelin uninspired
Tell me what I am
Hold that thought
You're like me
I think we
Can agree
That we're both messed up
Make it quick
Make it clean
Trace the hurt back to me
I'll be your paper cut
Slip through your hands
And pull me right back
Hurt you, real quick
It happens like that
What you waiting here for?